As the leader of the cold weapon era, the ultimate killing weapon on the battlefield, the strong bow and crossbow is the representative and peak of an era, but because it is too heavy to kill, it is disliked by history. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The strong bow of the Manchu Qing Tartar is not bad, and it is already the most glorious pinnacle product of cold weapons, but it is also sad, because it was born at the wrong time and encountered a fire gun that broke through the times.

The world does not attach importance to firearms, even if the Ming Dynasty army is equipped with a large number of equipment, but because of the small power, easy to explode and other problems, it is more and more chicken, only artillery has been developed normally.

But artillery has also been stagnant due to insufficient production and other reasons, which are all lessons of history, and Wuyi will naturally not go again.

The crackling sound of fire guns swept like a storm.

The intense smoke spread out and lingered, like a ghost domain, and even the people and horses couldn't see clearly.

The horses all neighed violently, and the smoke was pungent.

Mixed horses are quickly reloaded, this rear-loading carbine, than the rear-loading gun, is simpler, only need to be reloaded correctly, even children can learn, but now it is on the back of a bumpy horse, but it is different.

The men and horses of the cavalry battalion once again controlled the horses with their left arm, while the right arm operated the carbine with one hand, and with the bend of the left arm as a support, they held their breath and fired again.

This looks like a very simple and natural action, but the head of the martial arts sect has just taught them, this is how many generations of exploration and improvement, although Wuyi has not eaten pork, but he has also seen pigs run, so he took it out, which is like a tiger for the cavalry battalion to fight.

"Haha, in the future, our cavalry battalion can also be said to have cavalry and archery skills." Wang Tiejun shouted, he was excited, riding and shooting is not simple, it is not a matter of a few years to be effective, unless it is a talented person, normal people can only accumulate slowly.

The sensation of two rounds of rapid fire is also huge, don't look at the hit rate of mounted shooting is difficult to maintain, but don't forget that quantity can affect quality.

The men and horses of the cavalry battalion were almost able to fire guns, which was epoch-making, and it was impossible for even the Mongols to reach it, let alone the Manchu Tartars.

This is nearly two thousand carbines, even if only two percent of them hit, five or six hundred people have been killed and wounded in two rounds, and the cavalry is a mobile force, and the front is full of archers, falling like dumplings, even the undead are quickly trampled to death by their comrades in the rear.

The war horse is psychic, and can even distinguish between friend and foe, which is exactly the case, so many chasing horses make the war horse panic, and there is another scratch, and it is easy to die.

Dorgon pinched the reins tightly, never expecting that the other party's cavalry shooting would be so sharp, they all thought that they had a full understanding of the firearms, so they showed disdain, even if they knew that this army was well-armed.

This time, the Ming Dynasty army gave them a cruel lesson, a bloody lesson.

Because then there was a salvo of three thousand flintlock muskets, and the flintlock pistols were slow to reload, plus these were quick cavalry, so naturally there was no advantage, but now it was just right, and this wave of salvos was like adding fuel to the fire.

"How can the Han dog's firearm be so sharp?" Dodor screamed with wide eyes, his pale face betraying the horror in his heart.

The coach is like this, and the others are even more unbearable, and some deliberately slow down the horse.

Dolgon knew that this time the damage was great, but it was only a bone breaker, with the past temper of the Eight Banners, this was the best elixir to catalyze them, they would be tyrannical and terrifying, like wild beasts out of the cage.

But this time, there is no tyranny, now it is all horrified, this should not appear in the children of the Eight Banners, seeing that Wu Dalang was about to escape, his heart was depressed.

"Haha, that's all the Tartar, give me back!" Wang Tiejun's face turned black and red, and he shouted.

Today's cavalry battalion is no longer the fledgling, they have been baptized by wolf pack tactics and experienced hard battles in the grassland, and it can be said that their growth is a rapid leap in life.

Now where could this rare opportunity be missed, the Tartar cavalry was not only stalled, but the archers suffered heavy losses, and it was a good time to strike.

"You're looking for death!" Duoduo screamed, and the iron bones in his hands were opened, ready to smash the group of Han dogs and teach them a good lesson.

The iron cavalry of the Qing Dynasty is invincible in the world, no one can stop it, how can it be defeated by a group of soldiers who can only defend by Han dogs.

"Kill them!" Dolgon's eyes were furious, and he cried out in agony.

The children of the Eight Banners are all hideous, if they turn their heads and run, maybe they will be let go today, I don't want this group of guys to dare to provoke.

The iron cavalry of the Qing Dynasty is not afraid of any face-to-face collision.

"Wolf pack tactics!" Wang Tiejun led the first batch, and the veterans charged the fiercest, ready to attack the Tartars from the ribs.

But don't forget that the Tartars have an amazing will, especially the grappling that made the cavalry battalion suffer, and they almost succeeded last time.

"It's good to come!" Duoduo couldn't wait, he wasn't afraid of the opponent's onslaught, as long as they didn't run away, the Han people were really a bunch of waste, they gave up their only advantage, which was this volley, and now let him take revenge.

Both sides are red-eyed, and the Great Qing Iron Cavalry is ready to block it with its body.

Strange appearances.

The Han Chinese turned like Mongol rangers, almost grazing their front.

The Mongolian rangers have a brilliant trick, that is, projectiles, but against the Qing soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, it is like chicken ribs, because they use small bows, and the Qing Dynasty often uses cotton armor with sandwich iron plates.

But this time it was a cavalry battalion with epoch-making carbine in its hand, and the latest one even rifled.

The cotton armor that the Qing Dynasty iron cavalry relied on for survival was torn like rice paper, so brittle that it was thrilling, and it was chilling to see it.

A wave of sharp turns, the effect is huge, because this is almost a face-to-face shooting, even the blind can hit, the attack of a thousand people, just a face, even more than the previous round of shooting.

Dolgon felt nothing but blackness in front of him, and he almost fell off his horse, for today he had met a strange opponent, an opponent he had ever expected.

That's not all, the real killer is coming.

Although the carbine was improved by Wuyi, it cannot become a real killing weapon now, and only short-handed combat is the real strangulation.

Wang Tiejun just made a false shot, and as soon as their men and horses passed, the men and horses of the other cavalry battalions that they blocked charged out.

The cavalry of the Manchu Tartars was almost stationary in defense, and the other side was deliberately attacking, with intention against unintentionality, even if it was just a thousand people.

No matter how short the dagger is, it is also a deadly murder weapon, the cavalry battalion will be pierced in an instant, and the momentum will be unstoppable, and the iron cavalry known as the Qing Dynasty will be easily killed by them.

Poof.

Dorgon spurted blood from his horse, his eyes widening, the exact opposite of what he had planned......

The children of the Eight Banners were completely stunned by Wang Tiejun's combination punches, and they cooperated seamlessly, even if they were the most elite fighters, they were also dizzy.

Unwilling, no one willing.

But what they can't change is the fate of defeat, because the final punch is coming.

Wu Yi only brought people up at this time, there was no way, these were all two sword cavalry, how easy it was to turn around, to be able to attack in such a short time was already the embodiment of the discipline of the people's army.

The final blow was handed over to these two sword cavalry to complete, but this was three thousand firearms, and what directly brought it was a bloody rain and bloody wind, which was shattered.

"Removal ......"

Dolgon vomited blood again, he was defeated by the Han Chinese, and now he couldn't even fight back, and he felt aggrieved.

He was determined to defeat the heroes of the world, and Na Cheng wanted to be defeated at the door of his home.

The Tartars left behind nearly half of the corpses and fled in a hurry, fleeing towards the south, where there were some green battalions and Chahar cavalry.

The cavalry battalion did not dare to go deeper, in fact, this time it was just a surprise, it was just a conspiracy, such a cavalry shooting, naturally there were drawbacks, and the Manchu Tartars would soon find out, and it would not be so easy to use next time.

Reloading ammunition means that you have to be distracted from the situation of the battle, and your speed will be reduced, which is also fatal for cavalry.

Sure enough, there are pros and cons.

It's a simple matter of cleaning up the battlefield, killing the undead Tartars, and more importantly, retracting the fallen Sons.

Looking at the scenery in this battle, when he knew that Zi Gong was lost and damaged nearly three layers, Wang Tiejun's face turned green.

"Don't worry, as long as it is something that can be solved by silver, it is not a problem." Wuyi rarely pretended to be once, and his mood was really refreshing.

I heard the blood of the people's army boiling, and the wolf roared constantly.

It's really not bad for money.